User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3094815-20120123225343

''A young female otter strode casually through Mossflower Wood. She twirled her sling in one paw idly as she walked, listening to the birdsong in the trees. She stopped as she heard the sound of beasts working nearby and her stomach rumbled. Maybe she could catch a bite to eat for a helping paw. It sounded like many beasts as she came closer, moving heavy objects, stone and wood. She heard the sound of paws tramping nearby and paused, an ear cocked and her paws on hips''